Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 39 Little boss, I failed you
Jing Zhao thought in his heart, when the time came, he had to bring Ah Fu there, and let Ah Fu see if there was anything he could do.

While thinking about it, he said to Ah Ning, "Go and see how Ah Ning's medicine is doing."

The boy nodded, and the two walked forward one after the other.

After yesterday's war ended, Jing Zhao sent someone to ventilate with Shandan and the others, telling them not to worry.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the room, Xiao Hu and Xiao Yun rushed towards Jing Zhao on short legs, "Uncle Gu!"

"Uncle Gu, are you okay?"

Xiaotuanzi hugged Gu Jingzhao's thigh one by one and acted coquettishly.

The gloom in Jing Zhao's heart was swept away, and he picked up the two little ones and hugged them in his arms.

"Are you afraid yesterday?" Jing Zhao asked.

Xiaohu patted his chest and said, "Don't be afraid! I am a man, and I will protect my mother and sister in the future."

Jing Zhao patted his head, "Good job."

He looked up at the woman in front of him who pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Qing, are you all right?"

Jing Zhao sized her up for a moment, and there was no sign of any injury on the woman's body, except for a pair of almond eyes covered with red bloodshot eyes, looking a little haggard, adding a bit of tenderness to a sickly beauty.

Qing smiled gently, "I am satisfied to see my benefactor come back safe and sound."

"Master Aning is very powerful, with his protection, we were very safe yesterday."

Jing Zhao turned his head to look at the young man beside him, but his clear eyes were filled with a faint desolation of disregarding everything. The young man didn't say anything, but stood there with his arms folded, naturally a kind of isolation from the world, nostalgia A feeling of independence.

Jing Zhao squeezed Aning's shoulder heavily, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

He lightly shifted his eyes to Jing Zhao, stared at him for a moment, and then quietly looked away.

"Let's go."

Several people went in together to find Ah Fu.

That door remained closed.Shandan said that Ah Fu has not opened the door, and there has been no movement in the door.

Jing Zhao frowned slightly, and knocked on the door twice.

"Ah Fu, are you still there?"

After a while, the door suddenly opened a crack.

His eyes swept across the faces of Gu Jingzhao, Aning, and Shandan in front of him, "You three come in."

The room was filled with a strong smell of bitter medicinal herbs.

The patient on the bed was asleep, his lips were purple, and there was vomit around him.

The bronze cauldron on the fire kept boiling, Ah Fu was checking his pulse while throwing medicinal materials into the cauldron.

Shandan was a little anxious: "Why... there is no effect at all?"

Ah Fu made a silent gesture, and he kept checking the patient's pulse, feeling the changes carefully.

After a while, he stopped adding medicine to the cauldron, and sat on the haystack with all his strength.

"Little boss, this medicine won't work, it's too strong to save people."

Only then did Ah Fu say that after the person who tested the medicine took his medicine yesterday, he immediately improved and his complexion returned to normal, but within three hours, his condition worsened instantly.

Ah Fu fed him another bowl of medicine, but he didn't get better, and his pulse became weaker and weaker.A Fu immediately changed several medicines according to his physique, and hung his life with a nine-turn golden pill.

But none of them are effective, the effect of this golden elixir is still there, this person is still alive, but he will not survive today.

Jing Zhao looked at the person on the bed whose chest rose and fell while breathing. He had fallen into a severe coma, and only his breathing could prove that he was still alive...

Jing Zhao couldn't bear it, "Patriarch Shandan, please ask his family to come in and say goodbye to him."

Shan Dan responded, and tears filled his eyes secretly.

"Doctor Afu, is there really nothing you can do?"

Ah Fu closed his eyes and sighed inaudibly.He thought about it all night, and he thought about all the ways he could think of, but the fact is that there is no way.

This person is too weak to take any more medication.

Any sip of medicine will not save lives, but will become a life-threatening talisman.

"I can't save him." Afu paused, "Little Boss, I have failed you. I can't make this medicine to cure the disease."

"Twenty years ago, this world also suffered from an epidemic, and there was no cure for it, but at that time the big witch and the patriarch used a method to control the epidemic..."

"Stop talking." Jing Zhao interrupted him.

"Little boss, if there is no medicine, blocking is the only most effective..."

"I told you to stop talking!" Jing Zhao said angrily.

Ah Fu raised his head, there was exhaustion and helplessness in those radiant peach blossom eyes.He didn't say anything, just pushed the door and walked out.

How could Jing Zhao not know what Ah Fu wanted to say, and how the epidemic 20 years ago ended.

It was the Dawu and the chiefs of the various clans who lured the sick people to the cave dwellings on the mountain, blocked the entrance of the cave, and set fire to burn them all to death inside.

This method can no longer be simply described with the word brutal.

If he is using the same method now, then what is the difference between him and Da Wu?Why did he want to overthrow the rule of the Great Witch?
To overthrow a tyranny and establish a new one?
Jing Zhao sat on the threshold outside, feeling very worried.

Behind him was the sound of crying, the man had passed away, his family members were lying beside his bed, the crying pierced Jing Zhao's ears, he blamed himself in his heart, and never dared to look back.

Aning sat down beside him, and the boy stayed by his side without saying a word.

"Ah Ning, sometimes I feel like I'm just a fucking trash, so fucking useless!" Jing Zhao secretly clenched his fists.

He felt really useless.

While threatening to have a big fight with the priest, he couldn't come up with a complete plan, and almost killed all of them; the first time he held a knife, he couldn't even hold the dagger steadily, which killed the young child He blocked the knife and died for himself; while talking nonsense, he wanted to cure the sick and end the epidemic, but until now, people still die of illness every day...

It turned out that he couldn't do anything except talk big, and he couldn't do anything well.

For the first time, Jing Zhao felt so helpless and hopeless, and felt like a waste.He keeps saying that he wants to change everything here, but in the end, what can he change?

Aning suddenly pulled out his dagger and stabbed it hard into the soil. He raised the dagger and poked an ant on it, "Will killing an ant change the direction of the ant colony? Will they stop because of its death?" ?”

Aning told Gu Jingzhao to look at the swarms of ants on the ground, and he said: "If you are interrupted by such a trivial matter, you know it means that as long as it rains, their task will not be completed. It will be washed away by the heavy rain, and all the ants in a nest will die."

"Gu Jingzhao, think carefully about what you really need to do now!"

(End of this chapter)